키: B minor
Verse 1
C#m
Fm
Yeah, yeah, mic check,
C#m
one -two, one -two, one -two, yeah.
Turn me up a little bit, Bryn.
E
Fm
Yeah, mic check, one -two, one -two.
F#m
C#m
E
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Fm
I like to say I specialize in rhyming,
you recognized in time.
I train till I'm in pain,
I exercise my mind.
C#m
I effortlessly write,
E
C#m
my weapons would be the night,
G#
E
so please be ware of them
Fm
Walk up in the fight club
in 8 ounce white gloves and
leave with red ones
Mood swing on the beat
soon as Preem prepares one
E
Pick and choose my punches,
C#m
walk away with minimal lumps
E
Pivotin' around the vocal
Fm
booth and trunks
Back you off me like a boxer,
nigga I overuse the drum
They call me Travis Barker
with the chopper
E
C#m
Knock away your tooth, do the rockaway
E
or I will raze your roof
Fm
Rest in peace to proof,
he probably rollin' over in his grave
If niggas poisonin' this name,
then misfortunes are the fortune
and the fame
E
I'm too cocky to hit 5
C#m
'9 and preen
Fm
E
The new Rocky and Mick,
Fm
the dollar signs go ding Preen cut
This where your heart at, bitch
E
Somethin' you don't wanna battle with
C#m
E
Fm
You don't know this, damn I'm great
I don't like no fake niggas
This where your heart at, bitch
E
Somethin' you don't wanna
C#m
battle with
E
Damn I'm great
Fm
They say this is a wise old profession
So my flow is my whole confession
I rhyme like applying cold compression
E
You go away like swelling with pellets
Cm
C#m
E
From the thorn where it's yelling at you
Fm
Near the doorway to hell or heaven
Set me up, I know you thought about it
That means I gotta wet you up
and I ain't talking with no water bottle
C#m
Sit outside your house creeping
Cm
C#m
Come out and spit out
E
your mouthpiece
Fm
And I skid out to South Beach
Fuck your talent, I'm never going down
I'm a stand up guy,
yes I'm up for the challenge
E
Up cause of balance,
C#m
from tying my shoestrings to
Fm
E
gether when I was young
A
And busting the cannon
Fm
Your life is spun, the fight is done
You've been iced out by the nicest one
E
And I ain't talking bout Jacob and
Cm
Johnny the jeweler
G#
E
I'm talking bout letting the fakers
Fm
hear the sound of the Ruger
What you know about that,
I know all about that
Me and Tip feel the same, seeing
Tips fill the brain
E
It's like watching a movie,
C#m
but I don't make those
Cm
E
I just make the credits roll,
Fm
after I'm Oliver Stone, I'm the pedestal
A
Fm
You stand on me, I'ma flip you, pit bull
Put your hands on me, I'ma sick you
C#m
It's true, you not so hard,
E
C#m
I'm sensing you puss
E
As soon as you drop your guard,
Fm
in comes the hook
A
Fm
Pring, cut Cut
F#m
This, this where your heart at, bitch
C#m
E
Something you don't wanna battle with
C#m
E
As if you don't notice
Damn, I'm great
Fm
I don't like no fake niggas
This, this, this where your heart at,
F#m
bitch
Fm
Something you don't
E
wanna battle with
C#m
E
Damn, I'm great
Outro 1
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Fm
F#m
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E
F#m
Fm
F#m
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